"Wait a minute!" Lin Cuiying suddenly shouted.
The man in gray turned to look at her, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Lin Cuiying took a deep breath and asked, "Besides killing them, what other way is there to make them wish they were dead?"
The man in gray was stunned, clearly not expecting Lin Cuiying to ask such a question.
He pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "There is a way, but..."
"But what?" Lin Cuiying pressed.
The man in gray had a deep look in his eyes, as if he were recalling something.
"However, it's truly worse than death." The gray-clad man's voice was low and heavy, tinged with suppressed emotion.
A hint of curiosity flashed in Lin Cuiying's eyes.
She wondered what could be worse than death.
The man in gray seemed to read her mind and slowly asked, "Do you know about mines?"
Lin Cuiying was taken aback, not expecting the man in gray to suddenly mention the mine.
“A mine?” she repeated, puzzled.
The man in gray said slowly with a solemn expression, "That place is a living hell. Nine out of ten people who go in never come out."
Lin Cuiying felt a chill run down her spine.
Although she had never been to the mines herself, she had heard about the harsh conditions and inhuman labor intensity there.
"You mean, send them to the mine?" Lin Cuiying asked tentatively.
The man in gray was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.
“That’s right, sending them to the mines is more painful than killing them outright.”
Lin Cuiying fell into deep thought, imagining what would happen to Lai Pichun and the other two after they were sent to the mine.
The endless labor in that dark, sunless underground was indeed worse than death.
Thinking of this, Lin Cuiying raised her head, and a hint of determination appeared in her eyes as she looked at the man in gray.
"Okay, then send them to the mine."
Upon seeing this, the man in gray smiled faintly.
He could tell that although Lin Cuiying was soft-hearted, she wasn't stupid.
It is already quite remarkable that such a solution could be devised.
“Then leave this to me.” The man in gray took the initiative to accept the task and turned to the man in black to instruct, “Send those three, and those others from earlier, to the mine as well. Don’t let them have an easy time.”
The man in black responded and led the three men, including Lai Pi Chun, forward.
Lai Pichun and his two companions were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, too exhausted to even beg for mercy.
They knew that once they were sent to the mines, their lives would be completely over.
The man in gray ignored their reactions and turned to Lin Cuiying, saying, "Let's go."
Lin Cuiying didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.
She knew that nothing she said now would make a difference; only by watching Lai Pichun and the other two being sent away could she finally feel at ease.
The group followed the man in black out of the valley and came to a wide-open space.
A carriage was parked in the open space, seemingly prepared specifically for them.
Lin Cuiying's heart stirred slightly; these people were quite thoughtful.
The man in gray stepped forward first and lifted the curtain of the carriage. "You can take this carriage back."
Lin Cuiying and Lin Yueju exchanged a glance and both saw the gratitude in each other's eyes.
They never expected that these people would not only help them solve their problems, but also make such thoughtful arrangements.
Without hesitation, the two boarded the carriage.
As soon as I entered the carriage, a warm feeling washed over me.
Lin Cuiying and Lin Yueju were pleasantly surprised to find that hot water and simple food were prepared on the carriage.
"Have something to eat and warm up," the gray-clad man's voice rang out from outside, tinged with concern.
Lin Cuiying felt a warmth in her heart and whispered to the outside of the carriage, "Thank you."
The man in gray didn't say anything more, but gently patted the carriage shaft, signaling to the driver that they could set off.
The carriage started moving slowly, and with a slight jolt, Lin Yueju finally smiled.
Lin Cuiying picked up a cup of hot water and took a small sip.
A warm current instantly flowed through my body, dispelling the previous chill.
Lin Yueju picked up a piece of dry food and ate it in small bites.
Her face was still a little pale, but she was in much better spirits.
"Mother, who exactly are these people?" Lin Yueju couldn't help but ask.
Lin Cuiying gently shook her head, "I don't know either."
Why should they help us?
Lin Cuiying didn't answer the question directly, but instead asked, "Do you still remember your Uncle An?"
Lin Yueju was taken aback, not understanding why her mother suddenly mentioned Uncle An.
"They are all Young Master An's men," Lin Cuiying told Lin Yueju, who was stunned.
"What?" Lin Yueju exclaimed in surprise, "They're all Uncle An's men?"
Lin Cuiying gave a soft "hmm," signaling her to keep her voice down.
Lin Yueju lowered her voice and continued, "Then why didn't Uncle An come in person?"
Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for the gray-clad man sitting outside to hear.
The man in gray stiffened slightly, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.
He naturally knew who Uncle An was, as Lin Yueju had mentioned, and understood why she would ask that question.
However, some things cannot be explained in just a few words.
“Your Uncle An… he might have other things to do,” Lin Cuiying said vaguely.
A hint of disappointment flashed in Lin Yueju's eyes.
She had thought she would see Uncle An, but he didn't come.
However, considering that Uncle An had always been mysterious, Lin Yueju felt relieved.
Perhaps he really has more important things to do.
The carriage continued on its way.
Lin Yueju, inside the carriage, asked again, "Mother, where are my sisters?"
Lin Cuiying paused, holding the dry rations.
She then remembered that Lin Changgeng and the others were still waiting for her in Shangdu Village.
"Oh no, I forgot to tell them." Lin Cuiying slapped her forehead, her face full of regret.
Seeing this, Lin Yueju also realized the seriousness of the problem.
"Mother, what should we do now?" Lin Yueju asked anxiously.
Lin Cuiying did not answer, but instead lifted the carriage curtain and said to the gray-clad man sitting outside, "Brother, can we go to Shangdu Village first?"
Upon hearing this, the man in gray turned around, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked in a low voice.
Lin Cuiying quickly recounted how she had previously asked Lin Tiandong to report to the authorities and to wait for them in Shangdu Village.
“I’m worried they’re in a lot of trouble right now. Could we go to Shangdu Village and meet up with them first?”
The man in gray immediately agreed and then instructed the driver, "Speed up and head to Shangdu Village."
The coachman responded by cracking his whip, and the carriage sped up immediately.
Lin Cuiying breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.
The carriage sped along the winding mountain road, and peace returned to the interior.
Lin Yueju leaned against the carriage and closed her eyes wearily.
Lin Cuiying lifted a corner of the curtain and looked at the scenery outside.
Although it was already late, the scenery in the mountains was still breathtaking.
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